Nature is still red in tooth and claw at the side of the M62 motorway.
Heading out of Liverpool at 70 mph this evening (for to admit any faster would be to admit breaking the law), I noticed a buzzard circling about 30 feet above the carriageway. Suddenly, it wheeled left, plunged down, and took out an unsuspecting rabbit. I had never seen a buzzard make a kill before.
Five minutes later, on the other side of the carriageway, a kestrel assassinates some poor rodent with deadly precision.
Commuting has its moments.